Chapter 620: Massacre!

Ling Jie and Shen Xiaoyao felt their stomachs twitching, and the feeling of vomiting was stronger than ever. They turned their heads away viciously, never daring to look at the pictures on the arena again. The gunshots in their ears remained the same. Knocked out... It was really a torment that they could hardly bear.

And it wasn't just them who trembled.

Murong Qiushui was still shooting dark bullets crazily. Wang's body was deformed more and more exaggeratedly under such attacks. After losing his head, his body began to be smashed to pieces until he was beaten into bubbles. The flesh in the blood generally can no longer see the shape of a person.

The people of immortal reincarnation are all in another dimension, transcending the existence of ordinary people. Even their whole body trembled violently like a pendulum. When they mustered up the courage to glance at the body on the stage, the The terrifying visual impact made them almost faint on the spot...

Is that really the king?

That paralyzed debris soaked in blood is really the king of immortal reincarnation... Huang Luo of Blood Dream Paradise! ?

The scene was completely chaotic, and the players who were watching the game outside the field were so frightened that they turned off the screens in front of them, and their bodies were covered in cold sweat.

The gunshots continued, releasing Murong Qiushui's terrible resentment... At this moment, almost no one dared to look at the stage anymore, only the gunshots in their ears made their hearts twitch. And even if they close their eyes desperately, their minds are always filled with images that almost completely defeat their psychological defenses.

There is only one person... Murong Qiushui's eyes have been looking at Wang's "body" all the time. His eyes did not shift for a moment, and he was not even willing to blink. What the hellish scene showed him was not intolerance and fear, but excitement and excitement. Greed... He was actually laughing, enjoying, enjoying the inhuman scene in front of him. The blood red color, the broken body, and the pungent blood, for him at this moment, all these stimuli were the ultimate pleasure like falling into heaven.

Wang's body continued to shatter, and even the general shape of the shattered pieces could no longer be distinguished... At this moment, the black glow on Murong Qiushui's body flickered, his eyes turned cold, and the bloody Kongfang in his hand paused briefly. Then, two huge roars sounded deafeningly...

Kiss of Death has a cooldown of 60 seconds.

Less than 60 seconds had passed since the kiss of death was used just now, but Murong Qiushui suddenly shot out the kiss of death again... moreover, two in a row.

boom! !

boom! !

On the arena, there were two huge roars, and the roar made many people turn their heads involuntarily, and looked at the stage tremblingly... What they saw was a cloud of blood-colored smoke...

Wang's body, which was already shattered like mud, turned into countless blood stars and exploded in the two explosions... His body was shattered into countless pieces that are impossible to count...

After the explosion, there was no king on the stage... only the pool of blood that submerged most of the arena. Murong Qiushui stood in the middle of the arena, his body was already stained red with blood, his chest and shoulders were covered with pieces of broken bones and pieces of flesh. His gun was pointing downwards, his posture didn't change at all, his body was even more motionless, only the black light on his body was slowly fading away... Almost everyone in the audience could see the expression on his face. laugh……

That devilish grin! !

They could almost hear the sound of their own gasping... The cold gas came from nowhere, penetrated through every pore of their bodies, spread to every hair on their bodies, every drop of blood... from their bodies like falling into an ice cave the cold.

Ye Tianxie has been tightly hugging Su Feifei's shoulders, not letting her look up. His eyes kept looking at the stage, and he didn't leave, because he wanted to see clearly every change in Murong Qiushui's body, but he had to admit that his heart was trembling violently all the time.

And also did not look away, there is also Zuo Pojun... His eyeballs are visibly turbulent, his face is pale, without a trace of blood, his hands are tightly held together, almost to his own. Hand bones crushed.

And brother Situ, God Xiaoyao, Jieying Xinghun's face was already as pale as a piece of white paper, and even Situ Wuqing looked away more than half of the time. They are no strangers to Murong Qiushui for a long time, and have heard too many terrible rumors about him, but today's scene made them get to know Murong Qiushui again... His horror, his cruelty, infinitely surpassed their acceptable range.

The black light dissipated, Murong Qiushui closed his eyes, and let his body fall down slowly... He perfectly achieved his goal. Although he lost in today's match, he returned to him countless times the anger and shame that the king brought to him... In front of countless people, he exploded his head, His body was smashed into mud...

Let him live in this dark shadow for the rest of his life, and never ever think of leaving! !

Indeed, anyone who survives today's purgatory experience will be immersed in a terrible nightmare for the rest of his life, and he will never forget it.

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real world.

Seeing Murong Qiushui fall on the screen in front of her, Liu Wanrou covered her face and started crying like a child... In Murong Qiushui's impression, her mother's tears are worthless at all, if he is disobedient, She often cries, and then he has to comfort and obey helplessly like a child. And her tears have always been the ultimate weapon against his father, Murong Hongyi. Every time those tears come out, Murong Hongyi, who is so majestic outside, would like to kneel down for her.

"Wanrou, don't be sad...you have done a good job. The way he looks today...it should be because he was greatly stimulated when he lost to that king that day. With the contempt shown by that 'king', He must have said something to Qiu Shui that day that touched his self-esteem and taboos, so Qiu Shui used this method to retaliate. Will the usual ball be like this?"

Beside Liu Wanrou was a young woman who looked much older than her. Her body is as handsome as a man's, and her height is more than 180 centimeters at a glance, and her face is full of masculine heroism.

Liu Qiyue's mother, Zuo Pojun's aunt, Zuo Zhenhua's biological sister, the seventh head of China, and the controller of the core intelligence agency of the Central Government of China—Zuo Chuanrong!

But in fact, her age is similar to Liu Wanrou's, both in her early forties. But Liu Wanrou has always maintained herself like a little girl under thirty years old.

Liu Wanrou was still sobbing, she wiped her tears with a tissue in one hand, and said with a sob: "I have made a lot of efforts, in order to erase his evil spirit, I even treated him as a girl from a very young age. Go raise him, until now, I have always raised him to look like a girl...but...but...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Alas." Zuo Chuanrong sighed softly, patted Liu Wanrou's back, and said, "Wanrou, the deep-rooted temperament of a person cannot be erased by any means. Even if you use many methods to give it Suppressed, but when you are stimulated by some kind, it will still explode completely. Wanrou, you can do this to this extent, you have really done a good job. When Qiushui was born, the evil spirit was unimaginably strong, but then As he grows up, his evil spirit disappears... Or, even if it doesn't really disappear, at least it has been suppressed and will not explode easily. Wanrou, you have really done a good job. Qiushui Don't worry about the child, he is a smart child, although sometimes he can't control his emotions, but he knows what to do and what not to do. That's his nature, not obsession. He won't lose himself Rationality... At least, since he was a child, although he has been impulsive occasionally, he has never done anything that you can't deal with. So, Wanrou, don't cry, even I believe in Qiushui, you should believe it even more That's right."

Zuo Chuanrong's consolation finally had an effect. Liu Wanrou's crying gradually subsided, and while wiping her tears, she said in a sobbing voice: "I know that Shui Shui has always been an obedient and good boy, but... it's just the black mist on his body... Appeared again... I'm really afraid that his evil spirit will be out of control because of this."

"How could it be?" Zuo Chuanrong shook his head with a relaxed face, and said with a smile: "You, if you care about it, you will be chaotic. It's just a game, yes, it's a game! Even if Qiu Shui kills someone in it, he won't really know it." Let that person die..." Afterwards, Zuo Chuanrong's eyes turned cold: "So what about Huang Luo from Blood Dream Paradise, he may have the guts to take revenge in the game, but if he really dares to take revenge in the real world No matter how many times they come, they will never return!"

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Murong Qiushui's body turned into a white light and disappeared on the arena. Gradually, the shocking and disgusting corpses and bloodstains on the stage finally began to slowly disappear. Even though Murong Qiushui is no longer on the stage, his image has been firmly engraved in everyone's heart... At this time, he is no longer the beautiful gun girl in people's hearts, but a cruel and numb girl... murderer. Those players who had met Murong Qiushui on the arena had their hearts beating so hard that they almost jumped out of their chests. They almost didn't dare to think...that they had become opponents with this devil. If he used the same means to deal with himself on stage today...

Just thinking about it, they felt their spines turn cold, and their eyes trembled violently.

Ye Tianxie had no time to listen to the violent reactions of other players. He stood up, took Su Feifei's hand, and said to his companions: "Let's go...to find Qiushui."

Shen Xiaoyao, Ling Jie and the others all looked pale and nodded blankly.

When Ye Tianxie left, a person's eyes turned to this side, and after a brief glance, they turned back to the stage. The corner of the mouth, slowly raised...

"Hey... it turned out to be him... This reincarnation of fate is really unexpectedly interesting."

"Only you after death will be the scariest, but you have become a living person...Hey...why is your fate always so interesting."